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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 10:20 am
Amrita's instinct to move didn't get triggered for whatever reason, be it the sudden movement, general surprise, trust that her friend wouldn't knock her over...or all of the above. So Lizzy nearly smoked her, but hey, at least the Demoness was up! Well, not standing, but up enough. It was a start, really.
Her attempt to throw her arms around her friend was thwarted by the hand holding, so she just sat there for a moment or two, very mildly confused why she wasn't hugging. Oh well! Smaller bruised hands gripped Lizzy's; oh jack her friend was so cold! Was she that cold? She hoped not. Her body had mostly gone numb, but she hoped she was at least a little bit warmer. It was doubtful, though. She was sure she still looked like a mess; her face was still stained with the tears from earlier, including the blood-like substance from the skull half of her face, and she still sniffled on occasion. This was a terrible day for her, and yet her heart (what was left of it) still went out to the other ghoul.
"It was an...an accident! You didn't know and...you didn't make him eat it!" She was trying to be supportive and help Lizzy through her terrible crisis. They really did make terrible Halloweentowners, didn't they? "M-Maybe their JOY works like our FEAR. I'm...I'm sure he'll regenerate somewhere else!" She hoped. For Lizzy's sake.
If she had heard the Pricolici cast her vote, she would have agreed. A lot. Fire was terrible. It shouldn't exist ever. Why couldn't she be like that other Undead girl from their party, the one who kept her cool forever?! That ghoul was amazing. So awesome. She wished she could be like her. But! First:
"A-are you okay? Do you, um, need healing?" Amrita asked Lizzy, hesitantly taking one hand back to find and take one of her two remaining pumpkin pills. This area was huge, she thought it would be best to be prepared.
(( Amrita's HP: 25
Pumpkin Pills Left: 1
+ Carol of the Bells ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 10:20 am
Christof slid through the crack, scanning for familiar faces within the workshop. This place didn't sit well with him, but clearly it didn't sit well with most of the rest of the student populace. Spying Barth he began to make his way towards him and his friends when he spotted- Amrita and Lizzy? Was Lizzy hurt? Was someone killed? (If so, did they still need their arm?) Praying the Sloth Demon didn't leave without him, he inched closer to his friends, scanning with disappointment to see that they were alright and in one piece, despite the spidery-demon's howling.
Christof's HP: 25
Feelin' fine, but lost his right arm somewhere in the wreckage.
No PPills left :C
Carol of the Bells
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 10:33 am
Sin moved to stand next to Junko and looked around warily, her eyes were full of suspicion and she didn't like the idea that they had all been corralled into one convenient spot. She felt rather like a scrag waiting for someone to spring a trap. Her Carol of the Bells was still tied firmly around her wrist and a pumpkin pill was still nestled in one of her obnoxiously bright pockets. She couldn't wait to get home and burn her JOYful outfit and never ever see another elf again as long as she lived.
"Well now what?" She muttered softly and put her hand on her hips with a frown.
Sin's HP: 25
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 10:45 am
"Oh Amrita, I hope so! Yes, Jimmy will be back!" Lizzy nodded, speaking more to reassure herself than in reply to the Undead ghoul. Then, when it finally dawned on the Demoness that she was holding hands with the friend whose side she had to leave while in Christmas town, she started tearing up again. However, there was a smile on her face as she pulled Amrita in for an affectionate hug, so those were good tears, "I missed you so much!"
Pulling away after a moment, she shook her head before wiping her tears away with the back of her hand, "No, thank you! I'm fine, see? I didn't get attacked on my way to the workshop and that oddly-dressed thing on the rein-rein-rein-" She took in a deep breath before continuing, "It broke my fall when I jumped down the hole in the ground so I didn't get hurt, and you destroyed it before it could hurt anyone else!" She sounded oddly proud when she said that last part.
Leaning forward, she took a closer look at the Undead's face before frowning, pulling the scarf wrapped around her neck off. Checking it for any stains and realizing that it was fairly clean, Lizzy used the edge to gently wipe Amrita's face, "Have you been crying? Who made you cry? Did someone make you cry? I'm so sorry I went to hide in the tent in town..."
Then, looking up, she saw another familiar face - a welcoming sight really, although he looked smaller without an arm. She smiled, "Christof! I'm so glad you're alright! Well... Mostly... At least you're here!" She nodded.
[In case you need to know... HP: 25 | No Pills left | Tangled lights not used]
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 11:04 am
While Amrita was mostly sure Jimmy could come back, she was completely sure they'd never see him again. After this, they'd be going back home...and she had no interest in ever coming to Christmastown again. Ever.
With a squeak, Amrita fell into Lizzy's hug and all too eagerly hugged back, patting the Demoness lightly when she choked up. "I missed you too! I...I'm glad you're better!" She said honestly, about to explain that she didn't think she was the one to destroy the Yellow Scout, that something else had great timing with her debris toss, but she was distracted by the lack of hug, and the soft touch of scarf on her skin and skull. She couldn't help the slight blush on her bruised fleshy face.
"Y-yes..." She murmured, trying to not cry again just remembering. "F-f-f..." Jack, even the word was hard to say! "F-fire...everywhere! S-so much..." What was left of her bottom lip wibbled in distress, rubbing both of her eyes with her reversed hands, regardless of the scarf. The recent memory was distressing enough, but she thought it would be pretty clear that Petro had saved her life twice. From the terrifying pieces of flaming debris that were smaller than casketballs.
Amrita wallowed in the misery of the fire memory for a little longer, until Lizzy called out to someone. Wait...Christof?! Christof was here?!
"Christof!" Amrita chirped in an uneven voice from the terror bubble caught in her throat. "Wh..What happened?! Where's your arm? A-Are you okay?!" Oh Amrita, asking questions of the mute one. "...Where's Johan?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 11:10 am
It took a bit for Livi to roll to a stop... and he was quite thankful when he did. Landing flat on his back by some sort of luck, he painfully opened his eyes and waited for everything to stop spinning. Oh Hecate below, he was going to throw a party the second he got away from this horrible, JOY infested place of garbage! Not only was he now scarf less and jacket-less (Though both were used in good causes), his remaining clothing was burnt, filthy and torn. He knew that he'd have to throw out his boots, which was disappointing... stop thinking so trivial, Livi, and get up. The mental berating helped him slowly rock to his feet, wobbly stand and dust off... well, it was mainly for effort.
This time around, there was a lot more noise than last time. All the walls seemed to be gone... and everyone was now in one large space. He could even see Amrita and Lizzy not too far away! He was glad they were doing already... though something seemed to be bothering Lizzy. His feet moved to go check on them before he made himself stop. No, not yet. Where was Corbin? He could somewhat make out Laiha and Aksaja... but where did Corbin get to? Well, he could do two things at once. So while he heard toward the two ghouls, he called out for his new companion, the one whom he had traveled much of this journey with.
Ah! That meant... Braum had to be close too, right? It'd be good to see their stubborn leader safe and sound as well. And Iolanthe and Gabrian... and everyone else he had met along the way. He had to apologize to Io for not being able to wave back to her at Christmas Town. A bit hard to send greetings while flying around.
((HP: 25
PPills: One
Sack of 'demonic' JOY ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 11:20 am
Stepping into the warehouse, right behind Eracs. "It looks like we made it...but I don't see anything to steal." Tail lightly sweeping back and forth behind him, green eyes glancing about. "I just see other students, not that I'm upset over that." He said flashing a bright smile. He was glad to see other students, they all looked fairly well.
"If anything else shows up, to attack us, I'm going to need one of those pills we were each given." Other wise Alerick didn't think he'd be surviving. He was worn out to be honest. The werewolf just wanted what they needed to steal, and to get back out of this workshop.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 11:54 am
Whatever it was the girls had faced in their own workshop room must have been far more traumatizing than the frustrating incident behind the Red Door. Johan? He was right behind him he thought- somewhere.... Christof reeled at the barrage of questions from the undead Ghoul, but ultimately he settled for motioning to his missing smaller arm before gesturing back behind him towards the wreckage. It was.... somewhere. Probably crushed and useless by now, but at least the numbing sensation of all of the Joy in the air made it not a huge problem. Just... inconvenient. He shifted, glancing around as well, warily for any more signs of danger. As for where the ill tempered magician went, he had no idea. Hopefully he was alright, he didn't remember seeing the young man's corpse around anywhere at least.
He wanted to finish up whatever it was Hellma wanted them to do here and go home already, where he KNEW where his replacement parts were, safe and sound and waiting for him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:01 pm
"This has to be it," Draven echoed Alerick's thought. This place was new, and different. It also looked like everyone else had made it, too. So far, it seemed they had been successful-they had made it to the workshop. Students everywhere seemed to be catching up and taking inventory.
"I have no idea what we do now, though," he said in answer to Eracs second question. It was likely that something would happen. "With the way things have been going, I wouldn't be surprised if we were attacked." He took a quick mental inventory; he still had his two pumpkin pills.
He looked at his friends. "Does anyone know what we are looking for?"
(( 14hp, 2 pumpkin pills))
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:07 pm
J.P. Roll as he landed. He wag his tail and jump back up. He sniff around to see if he know anyone. He was just glad that he got here! He look around and saw that a lot of them where tired, but still ready to go and so was he!
((HP:20
Pill:2))
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:36 pm
That had been too easy, and a part of Myr expected the worst. They were practically being let in, and he glanced around cautiously.
The warehouse was empty, but he didn't let down his guard. He didn't trust any place in Christmas Town anymore, not after being attacked by everything they had run into.
He looked around to see if he could find the basilisk boy that had rode on the train with them, but didn't see him. Hopefully he hadn't gotten too badly hurt, and that he was around somewhere. It was a pretty big room after all.
He stuck close to the ones that had been in the Blue room with him, at least for the moment.
((Hp: 14))
((2 pumpkin pills left))
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:49 pm
Hazel followed everyone else, unsure of what she should do next. She didn't really want to take a pill just yet, but then again what if her next attacker had a crazy set of moves. She popped one into her mouth for safety reasons, she did have to make it back...somehow.
((HP:25, Pills:1))
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 12:54 pm
"Colette!"
Alwine was honestly surprised that the Reaper had come to her to say hello. She remembered back in Candycane Lane how off-put she seemed at company. The fact that she had come over to say hello made Alwine feel warm inside, like the glow of a jack-o-lantern's candle.
Then again, she had a tendency to overreact.
"I'm glad you're here. How are your swords doing? T-They are sentient, right?" Alwine looked down at the Reaper's weapons. "I mean, I could've sworn I heard them growl at least once... let's hope you won't have to use them on something too powerful in here. I'm worried."
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 1:26 pm
"Hey, if anyone else besides the red door had a Santa Scout, what happened?" Hedera spoke up, actually quite interested in the topic. "I mean, I guess we sort of had it easy, from the look of everyone else..."
And they probably had. Traumatizing events had seemingly occurred in other rooms.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 1:47 pm
The wave of Joy had been.. nauseating. She'd pulled the makeshift shield up, as if that might stop it from hitting her, but it did little against the tidal wave of Joy.
Once it passed, however, Iolanthe was pleased to see that the walls of their inescapable warehouse had been broken down and she was greeted with the sight of a much larger one - but also many more students, some of whom she had passed part of this journey with. She was relieved to see their faces, more than she would ever let on, and she shifted the "shield" so she could carry it forward as she walked.
"No use standing around here, let's get moving and see if we can find anyone else." She glanced back Gabrian and Alessa, to Quarria, then around at the rest of their group. She wasn't going to wait for something else to attack by any means. So, with her shield adjusted for carrying, she ambled through the milling crowds of students, making a beeline for the one member of her former group that she had recognized before.
"Livi!" She called out, waving a hand at him slightly, though it faltered once she got close enough to see the state of his attire. "What.. happened?" Her brows rose a little with the question, her eyes pouring over every little burn and rip. Her best guess was a fire, but that didn't make any sense - she certainly hadn't been in any sort of fire in her battle. "Do you want your jacket back?" She offered, motioning to the bright green garment she had been huddled in. "It looks like you might need it more than I do now."
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